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When Starters Depart, the Heartbreak Doth Start

by Hilary Barta

A grating, familiar motif,
The state of which fills one with grief:
Cubs go to the pen
And lo, once again
In late innings, still no relief.

 



Rue Confessions

by James Finn Garner

It’s time for apple picking
I need to clean the gutters
Might fix that drawer that’s sticking
Closet mess gives me shudders

Books to read, letters to pen,
Chores too numerous to name
I’d trade all this, plus more again
If I could watch another game.

 



Aghast from the Past

by Jim Siergey

A far cry from the slack days of Banks
Simply for that, the faithful give thanks
Repeat dreams grow black
This year’s a throwback
It looks like the Dodgers and Yanks

 



Yu Got What It Takes

By James Finn Garner

A hard-charging slugger is Yu
On a par with Yaz, Kruk or Klu
Driving in runs
By the pound! By the ton!
Though Carl Jr. lent a hand, too.

 



Pen of Bull

by James Finn Garner

Strop, Rondon, Duensing and Edwards
Nothing instigates dread like these words

Edwards, Duensing, Strop and Rondon
Strewing more walks than a team can condone

Rondon, Duensing, Edwards and Strop
Barren of any resilience or hope

Edwards, Strop, Rondon and Duensing
Fill me in later ‘cuz I can’t keep watching

 

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